Tuesday, May 24, 2016

After my long tour on the third dimension, it was taking me longer than
usual to re-adapt to my innate fifth dimensional resonance.
Fortunately, whenever I awoke from my healing sleep, I saw my beloved
complement, Shelia, next to me.
With her constant love and caring, I released the painful experiences
of my incarnation on third-dimensional Earth and returned to my joyous
and unconditionally loving memories on our Pleiadian Starship.
Since our Starships resonated to the NOW of the fifth dimension and
beyond, my healing was basically a process of re-calibrating my
consciousness back into my innate fifth dimensional resonance. As I
moved through this process of re-calibration, I realized how brave the
earthbound humans were to incarnate during that era of great change.
While I was recovering from my away mission to Earth, I allowed the
memories of my third dimensional experience on transitioning Earth to
flow into my mind. I knew that as soon as I was ready, I would be called
for a de-briefing of what I had learned on Earth during the era of Her
pending transmutation into higher frequencies of resonance.
In my mental preparation for my debriefing, the first thing that came
into my awareness was how differently I perceived that reality from my
fifth dimensional perspective, then when I was living within it.
While I was in the midst of the challenges of my physical experience of
Earth, I became easily caught up in my emotions, and my thoughts often
fell into worry, or even fear. My thoughts were loving and happy as a
child, as I still had my wonderful parents, who died while I was still
young.
Also, when I was young, I still had an ongoing connection with my
fifth-dimensional expression. I did not know that it was “MY” fifth
dimensional self, but I did know that the somewhat invisible guy in
sky—or wherever he came from—was fun to talk to and told me many things
about a world that was based on love.
In fact, as I look back at that experience now, I can see how my
childhood “imagination” allowed me to openly communicate with my fifth
dimensional self. When I was a child I felt no separation between the
“me” that seemed to float just above me and the “me” that wore the
physical body in the physical world.
However, as I grew up, especially during my teen years, I wanted to be
like all the others. Therefore, I pushed away the “me” that seemed to
float within my consciousness by saying, “Ah, that is just my
imagination.” Then, I WAS more like the others, but I was NOT like my
true self.
Then my parents died in a car crash, and shortly after that I was sent
off to Nam. I was almost glad to be in an outer war to cover some of the
sorrow I felt inside. My parents were wonderful, loving people. And
they loved each other so much, that maybe it was best they left for the
higher dimensions together.
However, I was too sad to realize that for many years. Then, while in
Nam I got hooked on drugs, and, along with many of my buddies, had
nightmares almost every night. I had fallen into the dark side of the
third dimension, just like I had volunteered to do.
Unfortunately, I did not remember that I volunteered for anything. I
did not even remember my childhood, or the love and guidance from my
parents, or from the “me” on the Ship. It took me a long time to get
over my parents death, the trauma from the war, and my addiction to the
drugs.
Finally, I did so with the help of some pretty wonderful people, as
well as my friends in AA. But, I had totally lost all contact with my
fifth dimensional reality. After all, I could barely get through one
reality, much less think that there might be another one.
After many years of struggle and gradual change, I was finally able to
allow Shelia, my partner on the Ship, to come into my dreams. However,
that backfired a bit because once I connected with her, I lost all
interest in another woman.
Of course, I was not aware that I was comparing every woman I met with
my Divine Complement, which was exactly what I was doing. I don’t know
how many times a woman said to me, “Do you have someone else?”
“No,” I answered, but after enough women asked me that, I began to
wonder if I did. However, after all those years of drugs I could not
trust my inner visions. In fact, I did not allow them to take hold in my
mind or would start urging for a fix.
I had some pension from the war, and was always good at fixing broken
things, that is except for fixing my broken self, so I was able to make
just enough money to get by being a handy man.
I had to take sleeping pills for many years, so my dream life was
disturbed and restless. However, I finally got sick of being so
miserable and started to take working as a handy man seriously. That was
a great job for my 3D self as I was finally interacting with people
again.
It was also part of the agreement that my 5D self had made while on the
Ship. I/me, I am still confused by exactly how that worked. Maybe my
debriefing will be able to help me to understand more. In fact, I am
writing about my life now as a part of my debriefing.
I guess I have to admit that it also keeps me “too busy” to see much of
Shelia. I guess I need to admit it here in this report that I think
that I am angry at her for letting me go on that mission. I know that is
totally unfair, as I was the one who really pushed for this assignment.
Maybe I did learn something in my 3D life that I did not realize in my
5D life. However, I will have to figure out how that worked in my brain.
I am still one foot in the 3D and one foot on the 5D ship.
Ok, Ok, I guess I need to admit that I am a bit angry with Shelia that
she did not stop me. I know, I know, that is not fair, as even in my 5D
self I totally have a mind of my own. But, I guess it was much easier to
leave her if I was a bit angry.
Alright! I admitted that for the report. Now do I have the courage to
say that to her? I know that I am not sounding too much like my old
fifth dimensional SELF, that is, if I could actually remember it-me-us??
Back to my debriefing… I think my unjust anger at my beloved Shelia was
my first third dimensional action. I had been watching the holograms of
3D life and engaging in them long enough that I was actually becoming,
well, more 3D. Ok, I guess this debriefing report is helping to
understand some things.
But back to the main report; now where was I? Yes, I was talking about
my learning to fit into daily 3D life, talk with different people and
gain insight as to how they, the members of my Ship, would be able to
interface with humanity when it was the time for the landings.
I did NOT remember the many de-briefings on the Ship that occurred
while my 3D self was sleeping, but I did have some pretty strange
dreams. These dreams just made me isolate more than ever.
Fortunately, the handy man job had me talking with regular people in
daily life. These experiences were shared with my 5D self on the ship,
who would use them as training for the “first contact team.” Of course, I
forgot about most of my life on the Ship, as well as my 5D self.
During and after the war, my life on the Ship was not a part of my
daily thoughts, or even my dreams. The truth was that the physical world
had just beat me up too much. But now that I am on the Ship again, my
beloved Shelia is back in my life. Actually, I am glad that I forgot
her, as I would have missed her far too much if I had remembered.
After my experience on 3D Earth I have a great respect for third
dimensional humans. They are very courageous. I don’t know how they do
it, I mean thinking it is the only life they have. At best, some of them
believe in a Higher Power, learned that term in AA, but many were as
desperately lonely and displaced as me.
Shelia asked if she could contribute to my report, as she perceived my
experience from the safety of the Ship. However, she felt so helpless
that she could not assist me that she wanted to share her experience as
well. I guess all of this will go into my report, besides I am anxious
to read what she has to say.
Since I had to forget her, I did not miss her. But now I am anxious to
find out everything that happened while I was gone. Also, just as she is
reading my reports, I will be reading her reports.
We seem to be a bit distant now. When I first came back to the Ship I
was very cold towards her and I still have not been able to make amends
for that (more AA talk). It is just that I don’t even know who I am now.
So, would it be fair to get too close to her when I am not even close
to my self?
My main regret while on Earth was not remembering Shelia. However, I
guess if I did remember her I would have missed her miserably. I learned
a lot about 3D thinking while planet bound, and one of the main things I
learned about was how 3D humans protect themselves from getting
hurt—physically and emotionally.
It is a very frightening place down there. Death can come suddenly with
no warning or after years of pain and suffering. I even learned that
sometimes I/humans thought that life was too hard to go on. I am glad
that I did “go on” though, as I believe I am a much wiser and more
compassionate person.
That is, I hope that when I am fully recovered that I will be assigned
to a First Contact Team. I think I will be able to understand how very
frightening change can be. Commander Sharman, Pleiadian First Contact Fleet SHELIA SPEAKS:
Sharman and I love each other completely and are like one person.
Therefore, I know how much he suffered on his away mission, but I never
let him know that. I did not want to interfere with his dedication to go
into the underbelly of life in the polarity and separation of the third
dimension.
I am hoping that as we both open and honestly write our reports that we
can eventually share what we have written. I will not push him, and I
know that he will not push me. But the gap between us hurts my Soul and I
think it is interfering with his full recovery.
I also know that he must maintain all these experiences, thoughts, and
emotions so that he can intimately share with the First Contact Team. He
may even be able to be on that team himself; that is if her can fully
heal himself. I will not write too much now, nor will we share our
reports with each other—yet.
Just as the third dimensional have no idea when or how First Contact
will occur, neither do we. If we land too soon, it will spread fear
rather than love. Then, if we land too late, the third dimensionals will
feel abandoned and they will not trust us.
Therefore, right now we are staying with third dimensionals visiting us
on the Ship during their sleep. Then, they can choose whether or not
they are ready to remember being on a Starship.
It sounds cool when talking to their friends, but the challenge of
confronting an entirely different reality, that is far more evolved than
their own, will be more upsetting than they think.
Also, there are the dark one on Earth still who spend huge portions of
the vast wealth they have stolen from the humans to make sure they are
frightened of their own shadow—and even more so afraid of First Contact.
This is all I will write now. This is my beloved Sharman’s moment, and I
do not want to diminish that with my own story of remaining safely on
our Ship amongst all that we have loved our entire lives. Commander Shelia, Pleiadian First Contact Fleet Posted by Suzanne Lie at 3:32 PM